Alexandra finally finished stitching Mr. T. up and then stood, holding the bear in her arms protectively. Her eyes scanned from one individual to the next, noticing the looks of absolute exhaustion and fear that lingered on them. “Alright, then we’ll go. Let’s just be on our guard. We have no idea what’s still out there.” She replies, locking eyes with Sasha. 
The shifter spun on her heels, aqua eyes now staring into the darkness of the open pathway. A feeling of dread lingered in the back of her mind. She knew there would be more to come, this Collector was quite determined to keep them here and with that in mind she knew this wouldn’t be easy. Then with a sigh she clutched Mr. T. tight and started walking, stepping into the blackness of the hallway.